Anyway as I am back to my laptop I can post the pictures of Aberdeen. Aberdeen, incidentally, is full of imposing granite buildings, giant oil tankers in the harbor and wind. It is possibly the windiest place I have ever been in my life.
During my trip my hosts took me out to the highlands where I saw wild pheasant, grouse, one million sheep and adorable cows.
The wild birds were not happy to see my camera.
Who would build a house out in the middle of nowhere?
My awesome hosts.
This room smelled of warm bread and sugar.
Seriously visiting a whiskey distillery is like Wonka's chocolate factory for adults.
Moment of truth: Not as burny as I expected.
Should give you some inkling of how wet and windy it was.
We went to a graveyard that had several ostentatious headstones.
I didn't see any flies; I wonder if the plants are hungry.
I enjoy the contrast of arid desert inside and bleak, wet grayness outside.
The sea was amazing. All the Scots on the train were nonplussed. They just looked at their phones.